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I tried to look away, I really tried, but my eyes kept sneaking between my best friend’s legs. She had slumped back in the comfy chair, her legs pulled up, her knees slightly splayed, and beneath the hem of the white nightie I could glimpse the neon green yumminess of her thong crying out at me. I took another glance while she told me something about one of our classmates. Yes, it was a unicorn, small and cute and done in orange stitching, that sat right in the middle of Alice’s crotch. They were magnificent. I prayed that she was done talking soon, because the longer she did, the harder it became to pay attention, with the green object of desire so blatantly displayed in my line of vision.

*

No, really, it’s not a fetish that I have. I simply adore pretty panties and I love the soft, velvety feeling when the fabric slides over my bum and my shaved pussy lips. I’m a connoisseur of shiny colors, and there’s something so sexy when the string of a thong nestles in between my bum cheeks and keeps reminding me that there is nothing but one thin layer of cloth protecting my naked backside from the looks of everyone around me. I almost start to drool when I see a fine pair of panties in a display window, these little things of almost-see-through cuteness, with their bows and frills and tiny prints. I can appreciate all kinds of panties, thongs, boy shorts, briefs, and straight cotton ones as much as frilly things. It’s about quality, about the feeling it leaves on your skin and about the imagination of their creator.

Am I a closet exhibitionist as well? Perhaps. But who cares?

Panties are an expensive hobby, though, something I quickly learned. They drain your allowance faster than you can say "soaked crotch". Panties thus were the reason why you could find my sixteen year old self standing down on Salisbury Road in front of lingerie stores every other day, be it sunny or raining or having snowstorms, with a blissful, yearning expression on my face and my body tense from the force it took to withstand the magic pull.

It’s not something I talk about, not even to my best friends, and I used to feel safe with my little secret. Until that fateful week I spent at Alice’s place, that is.

*

Alice was my best friend, my confidante in everything that didn’t mention panties, my role model and my constant companion since we found out that she was exactly five minutes older than me. She was also a bit of a spoilt princess. Her dad earned well - that’s how she used to put it, but in truth he was filthy rich - and travelled most of the time, making up for his extended absences with regular gifts and a huge allowance. Her stepmom was into fitness and yoga and clothes and more often than not away with her gaggle of friends, leaving the house to Alice and the maid. Yes, they even had a maid! More of a housekeeper, in fact. She was Mexican, always wore black dresses and almost bubbled over with enthusiasm when she talked.

It was Easter week, and my parents, both teachers at a grammar school, had decided to go on a one-week trip to Iceland, something like a second honeymoon. Alice’s dad, Mr. Preston, was away for the whole week overseeing a company merger, whatever that exactly meant. Lucy, her stepmom, only tended to show up for dinner, and so Alice and I were enjoying having free run of the house.

It was already ten in the morning, but we were still in our night clothes, seeing that there was nobody there to nag us about it. I had curled up on the couch while Alice had taken up residence in her favorite plush chair.

"...that Becky-Anne is a lesbian!" My mind had drifted to god knows where, but her voice pulled me back into the present.

"Sorry. I was zoning out. What did you just say?" I sat upright.

She made an exasperated gesture. "I don’t know why I’m talking to you, really. I could just as well tell it the wall. Well, here we go again. You know Robyn, she’s in maths with us?"

I nodded, recalling the lanky redhead with the slightly alternative clothes style.

"Well, Celia caught them in the locker room way after phys ed, and you won’t believe what she saw!"

Alice’s body moved a lot when she spoke, which made the neon green object of envy appear to jiggle between her legs.

I felt my cheeks redden and swallowed. "What did she see?"

She bent forward, her voice dropping to little more than a whisper. "She thought she heard someone crying, but when she peeked into the dressing room, Becky-Anne was licking Robyn’s snatch! Can you believe that? It’s what Celia said, that Robyn was sitting on one of the benches completely starkers and Becky-Anne was kneeling in front of her, her head between her thighs, and bobbing up and down while Robyn was moaning."

"Eww." I made a face. "That’s gross!"

She looked at me with a calculating gaze. "Are you sure?"

"What do you mean?" Something in her grin was a bit off.

"Perhaps you’re a bit of a lesbian yourself. You’ve been staring between my legs all morning."

My heart started to beat faster. I sent back a slightly overenthusiastic laugh. "That’s a good one. But what happened then?"

Alice’s eyes narrowed, which was never a good sign. When she slowly stood from the chair, with that feline elegance that doing yoga with her stepmom had given her, I knew that trouble was brewing on the horizon. She stepped around the coffee table and in front of me, and my heart almost stopped when put one foot onto the armrest of the couch and pulled up the hem of her nightie.

I really tried to look at her face. But now these pretty, green panties were just two feet from my eyes, bright and neon colored and looking incredibly soft.

My cheeks started to burn when I could finally muster the self-control to look up.

"You did it again." She regarded me quizzically. "I think you are a lesbian."

"Stop it!" I croaked. "I’m - I’m not a lesbian. That’s not funny!"

"You’ve been staring at my crotch all day. Why would you do that if you’re not a dyke?"

"Alice! Please!"

But instead of relenting, she had to tease me some more, and when her fingers stroked over her crotch and her pink nails contrasted so nicely with the green and orange, I felt a small shudder race through my body and my breath hitched.

She giggled. "You are a lesbian. I knew it!" She moved even closer, and I could hear the rush of my blood in my ears. "You want to touch it, don’t you?"

"Yes!" The moaned syllable left my lips before I could think about them. "No! I mean, it’s not what you think!"

I wanted a hole to open up and swallow me. Sadly, that did not occur.

Instead, Alice climbed onto the couch and put her knees right and left of my legs. I felt like a cornered animal and started to tremble. We had been best friends for ages, but something was shifting in our dynamics. Sex, besides the usually joking, had never been much of a topic of discussions between us. But now, with her accusing me to be a lesbian and my naughty secret on the line, she made me want to squirm and hide.

"What is it then?" She knew she had me trapped.

I stared at her face, frightened out of my mind and biting my lip so hard it hurt.

Her answering look was both questioning and filled with something deeper that I couldn’t grasp.

What could I do? Let myself be considered a lesbian, a dyke, by my best friend? Or confess my real object of my captivation.

"It’s," my voice shook and I had to look away, "it’s the panties. They are so pretty and soft." There it was.

She threw back her head and laughed. "My panties? You think you can tell me that you’ve been ogling me like that because you like my panties? Oh, come on!"

"It’s the truth!" I wanted to cross my arms in front of me and pout, but I would inevitably touch her by doing so. I wondered how that was somehow important. We used to touch each other all the time, cuddling in front of the telly and wrestling around for fun. "You’ve got to believe me!"

"Really? I have to?" She studied me intensely. "Let me run a small test. I’ll be right back."

I wanted to let out a sigh of relief when she jumped from the couch and crossed the room towards her dresser, but something told me she wasn’t done. My heart started to thump again when she opened the middle drawer, and before I knew it, she was back, one arm behind her back and a devious little smirk on her lips.

"Let’s put the theory to the test," she declared, mimicking the favorite phrase of our physics teacher. "Look closely!"

She brought her hand in front of her with agonizing slowness, but when I saw the object it held, all my thoughts flew out the window. What I encountered were pale pink panties so delicious that my skin started to tingle from just looking at them. At first I thought the crotch area was made of incredibly supple leather, but at second glance I realized it was artfully woven fabric, shimmering in the light. The black cat’s paw print on the crotch was the epitome of cuteness, and the thin waistband in a darker pink with the tiny bows at the sides almost made me drool.

"God. They’re so cute!" My hand shot out, but I hesitated at the last minute. "Can I?" My voice was almost a whine and my fingers trembled.

"Go on," Alice urged, "touch it."

I did. My fingertips stroked lovingly over the material and I gasped. Goosebumps rose on my skin when they encountered the softest, smoothest panties I had ever touched, and an incredible warmth spread in my tummy. I traced them along the seams and felt for the non-existent bumps of stitching. This wasn’t clothing, this was art!

"Oh my god!" Alice’s voice broke through my entranced state, but I kept fingering the fabric. "You’re really that much into panties, aren’t you?"

I nodded, afraid that my voice would fail me and filled with trepidation about her reaction to that discovery.

She crouched down. Her head was level with mine, but she didn’t move her hand away, so I kept on stroking.

"Do you want to have them?"

"Have them?" My head shot up. "I mean - could I - really?" My breath started to fly at the thought of owning them, of feeling this creation of wonder against my very skin.

"Not for free, but I might let you have them."

"Alice." My heart plummeted, and I almost sobbed. "You know I don’t have money, I…"

"Silly you. I wasn’t talking about money."

"But - then what..." I began to feel dizzy, my emotions tumbling over each other.

"I was thinking," she looked deeply into my eyes, "that you could make up for it if you model them for me for the next hour."

"Model?"

"Yes. I want to see how they look on you. Just a little posing, you know. I tell you how to stand and move."

Her request was strange. I wondered what she would get out of that. But then my eyes fell on the pink fabric in her hand again. I’d model them all day long for her, I realized, if I could only have them. "Okay."

"Brilliant!"

I froze, my hand resting on the panties.

"Go on," she urged, "take them and put them on."

The warm wave of joy that washed through my body when I picked up the panties was indescribable. "Mine." For a tiny, depraved, hilarious moment I felt like Sméagol from the Lord of the Rings, but I reigned in my giddy joy in time before I could whisper, "my precious!"

We both stood up, but when I started to head towards the bathroom, Alice’s hand on my arm stopped me.

"Where are you going?"

"Uhm, changing into the panties?" I yearned to feel the fabric on me, and I think I sounded impatient.

"Change here. I want to watch."

"But - but I’ll be naked down there!"

"Oh come on, we’re both girls. And pulling them on is a big part of their aesthetics." She looked long and hard at me. "Or are you a lesbian? Does it bother you to be naked for that reason?"

I quickly shook my head. Sometimes I hated how easy it was for her to steer me into the direction she wanted. But she was also a brilliant friend, always there when I needed to let off steam, always able to pull me out of the holes I fell into.

I started to pull down my own panties, embarrassing plain white cotton briefs off the shelf in the supermarket, but her hand stopped me again.

"I’ll not be able to see much while you’re wearing your nightie."

I blushed, but it made sense. My fingers gripped the hem, and before I could think too much about what I was doing, I pulled it over my head and threw it onto the couch. We had closed shower cubicles with their own dressing alcoves at school, so we had never seen each other completely naked.

"You’ve got pretty little tits."

My skin prickled from the blush that spread over my chest. "Thank you." My voice was quiet. "Put some emphasis on ‘little’, please. They aren’t even half of yours."

"Balderdash! They are cute." She sat down on the couch and nodded encouragingly. "Go on!"

I had never pulled down my panties in front of another girl, and I had never felt more self-conscious that I was feeling now. I pushed the cotton briefs down my too-wide thighs and felt Alice’s eyes burn my skin in their wake. Being nervous like hell didn’t help at all, and so I stumbled and hopped around awkwardly until I could get them over my feet, blushing even more than I had already been when her chuckle filtered through the rush in my ears.

"You don’t need to hurry."

But I did. I was standing in front of her in my birthday suit and my skin was burning up.

Still, I took my time now, careful not to stretch the marvelous pink panties too much, but my hands shook by the time I slid them up my legs. The moment when the crotch came to rest on my pubes was a revelation. I think I moaned, but I’m not sure. This was the softest, silkiest, most caressing feeling my pussy had ever encountered. The waistband fit snugly around my hips, and the strip of fabric at the back touched my bum cheeks softly. I was in heaven.

"Do you like them?" Her question was mostly rhetorical though.

"Gosh, they are wonderful!" I twirled on the spot, all thoughts of nudity forgotten for a short, blissful moment.

It made her giggle. "Turn around and bend over. I’ve never seen myself from behind in those."

A bit of a playful mood gripped me, and I complied with her request, resting my hands on my knees and sticking out my backside at her. I wiggled it a few times for good measure.

"They fit like a glove," she praised me, renewing the blush I was still wearing, "like they were made for you. But - is that…" Her voice trailed off.

I stayed in position though. Something about posing that way, even if it was for a girl, and my best friend at that, felt incredibly naughty.

"Turn back around."

I did, a bit unsure what I should do with my arms. They somehow felt superfluous, dangling at my sides with no real purpose.

"Pull the panties down a hand’s breadth!"

"Alice!"

My one-worded protest drew another hard stare, a duel of wills that I quickly lost. I’m not sure why I followed that order, by I pushed down the waistband until it rested just below my pussy. It felt like the heat in the room had been turned up full power.

She bent forward. My breathing stopped. My heartbeat started to race.

"Just as I thought. You’re wet. These panties are enough to get you horny!"

"I," I started to speak, but there was no denying her observation. So I hung my head. "I can’t help it."

"Or, perhaps, you are a lesbian."

"I’m not!" I protested with feeling.

There was a devilish smirk spread over her lips that didn’t bode well. "Then touching yourself in front of another girl shouldn’t do anything to you, right? Come on, prove that you aren’t a lezzie. Touch yourself down there, stroke your pussy."

"Alice! You can’t ask me to do that!" There was fresh panic in my voice, but I also felt a little - thrill? I wasn’t sure what was happening to me.

"You keep saying you aren’t a lesbian. Now is the chance to prove that. And it’s part of the posing anyway, I just want to see how they look when you diddle yourself. It contrasts so nicely with your golden bush."

I think I lost her at diddle. I couldn’t stay focused on her words. A strange kind of excitement gripped me, and I made the mistake to look into her eyes. They locked immediately, and my hand trailed down the front of my body and started to rub over my aroused nether lips. My fingers were wet after the first touch, and they left a burning trail.

"You sure it doesn’t bother you? Go on, don’t stop!"

"Alice! This isn’t right!"

She wasn’t fazed by my plea. My hand was already stroking my pubes again, anyway. The touches felt a lot more electric than when I caressed myself under the bed sheets before falling asleep, and they left tiny sparkles of delight on my skin. Then the tip of my middle finger brushed over my clitty. My knees almost buckled under the onslaught of arousal that crashed over me.

"Yes, just like that," my best friend’s voice instructed, but I didn’t even see her lips move, too captured by her stare.

I rubbed the moist fingertip over it again, and I got back the same reaction, lust and heat exploding between my legs. I started to massage the swollen knob of pleasure and couldn’t hold back my moans anymore. My thighs started to tremble. I flicked it, rhythmically, and felt myself falling into a vortex of pleasure. My moans got faster and faster, my chest burned and my nipples tingled, something I had never experienced before. My fingernail accidentally scratched my clitty and the lust shot like a burning lance through my lower body. I crashed down onto my knees and came, shaking with every wave of pleasure that rolled over me, one hand clutched between my legs and pressing down on my engorged button.

My senses slowly recovered. I was slumped on the floor, my chin resting on the edge of the couch, right between Alice’s bare thighs, and I was staring right at the green temptation that had led to this crazy situation. I trembled with embarrassment.

"You’re not a lesbian?" Alice purred.

"I - no!" It was a weak rebuttal.

"So it didn’t turn you on to touch yourself in front of me? You could have fooled me!"

I bit my lip, but my eyes were glued to her crotch.

"What would you do to get those?" Her voice, barely above a whisper, brushed over me and made the small hairs my arms stand.

"I - I don’t know." But she trailed her finger over the crotch and stroked the stitching of the unicorn right as I said that, and my insides melted. "Anything!"

She giggled, a satisfied chime in the wind. Her bum lifted from the couch and the fabric slid down, exposing a fleshy pussy crowned by a neat, thin strip of brunette hair. The lips were puffy and a string of moisture clung to the panties. I hadn’t noticed it before, too taken up in my emotions, but the air was filled with the musky smell of arousal, and the intensity doubled. I started to feel light-headed.

She lifted her legs above my head and slipped off the panties, clutching them to her chest when she settled her legs back down and saw my greedy look.

"Afterwards," she whispered, and shuffled her bum closer to the edge.

I was frozen. Suddenly, her pussy was just an inch from my lips. I couldn’t do this, could I? This was icky. The idea of licking another girl’s pussy was gross. But why did I feel this strange, tumbling feeling in my heart as soon as I looked at her puffy labia and glimpsed the rosy flesh of her inner lips that peaked out slightly from their cover? Heat coated my face.

She slumped back and her hand touched the back of my head. "Kiss me," she ordered, her voice husky and trembling with need, "make love to my pussy!"

I kissed her. Her taste almost overwhelmed me, coated my lips and tongue with musky, sweet bitterness. Somehow, I liked that. I licked and kissed and nibbled, mimicking the ways in which I loved to touch myself.

She started to moan in short, gasping sounds of pleasure that rose in intensity every time my tongue brushed over her clit. I stuck my tongue inside her warm, slippery channel and was rewarded by a shudder and the arching of her back.

I flicked and suckled and nibbled and licked, her sounds of pleasure building themselves up in a crescendo of high-pitched moans.

She suddenly grew silent and I could feel her whole body tense. Then her thighs snapped together, captured my head between them, and her hand pushed my face into her pussy while she shook all over. Short moans, almost like sobs, announced her release. Fresh wetness covered my chin and trickled into my mouth.

It was almost a minute until she relaxed again and I could draw in a full breath.

"God," she moaned, "I never knew that having a lesbian friend could be so much fun!"

I really wanted to tell her I wasn’t lesbian, but I was getting doubtful myself. But something nagged at me.

"But, if you like having me," the words took some pushing to roll over my lips, "lick your pussy, doesn’t that make you a lesbian too?"

She threw back her head and laughed. "Heavens, no, I don’t lick pussy! That’s gross! You’re only a lesbian if you munch carpet!"

Any further discussion was made obsolete when she dangled the neon green bait in front of me. "Here’s your reward, my little lezzie."

The moment when my thumbs brushed over the crotch of the garment was magical. I forgot anything else. I couldn’t wait to try them on. Hell, I’d use the next opportunity to do so, and I didn’t even mind that the inside was coated with Alice’s juices.

*

"I’m heading over to Alice. Don’t wait up for me! I’ll be back early Sunday evening!" I was about to head out through the front door, my backpack slung over one shoulder and giddy with anticipation to earn my next precious pair of panties.

"Katrina!" Mum’s voice from behind me halted me. "You haven’t spent a single day of the weekends at home since we came back from Iceland. Don’t you think it’s becoming a bit much?"

I looked at her apprehensive face and felt guilty. Guilty about spending so much time away, and guilty about my - our - dirty little secret.

"I - you’re right, Mum." I didn’t need to fake anything to sound contrite. "I’ve already promised that I’d come over tonight, but I’ll make sure to spend the next few nights at home. I guess I’ve gotten used to it over the holidays."

"It’s okay," she smiled, and I could see the relief on her face, "I just feel like you’re slipping away. It’ll happen too soon anyway, once you’re off to college, and I want a few pieces of my daughter while she’s still here."

"I’m sorry," I told her, gave her a hug and quick kiss on the cheek, "I’ll make sure to spend more time at home. I promise."

"Good." She giggled and gave me a swat on the bum. "Off you go. Have fun, and don’t stay up too late!"

"I won’t! Bye Mum!"

*

"Hi Alice! I’ve been thinking, didn’t you have those sexy little red ones with that almost see... through... crotch…" My voice ground to a halt in shock.

The patio door at Alice’s house was always unlocked, so it had become the norm that I let myself in. I had gone straight up to her room, where I had heard some rustling of fabric when I approached the door, so I had started blabbering while I stepped inside. But, instead of Alice, I found her stepmom, Lucy, who was putting some undershirts into a drawer. She was wearing nothing but a red, kimono style bathing robe and matching flat sandals.

"Oh, it’s you, Katrina! Didn’t Alice tell you that she’ll be away with James on a fishing trip all weekend?"

My stomach dropped. She hadn’t told me a word. Did she just forget? Or was something else going on? Did her dad find out about us? My thoughts raced.

"But don’t worry." She had crossed the room and was standing right in front of me now. "Alice told me all about your little fetish."

"She…" My knees buckled, but I caught myself, although the room seemed to spin around me. "She told you?" Panic laced my voice.

"She told me about that panty fetish of yours, and the things you do for her, yes." Lucy confirmed again, a dangerous undertone in her voice.

Breathing became hard. "It’s not a fetish! I just adore pretty…"

She didn’t even listen to me, I could tell that from the look she gave me. Instead, she opened her bath robe and let it slip down her shoulders and arms, suddenly standing before me completely naked, and she giggled at my gasp. She had an incredible body, lean, well-tanned and toned from all the sports. Her breasts were perhaps at the upper end of b-cups, but firm and without blemishes.

My eyes travelled downwards on their own volition. I could hear her giggle when my breathing sped up at the sight of those artful white panties with the black Chinese dragon on the front. Its eyes were green and glittered in the light, and its tail wrapped all around the front and back.

"You - you want me to…" I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud, but I didn’t need to.

"Just imagine," she whispered seductively, "you could earn yourself twice as many panties. Wouldn’t that be great?"

I think I moaned. Yes, I definitely did.

I couldn’t refuse such an offer, and I got to know Lucy very intimately over the next year. And I got to know some of her friends from the fitness studio too. They owned the cutest, prettiest panties. Used to, that is. Now it is me with the incredible stash of finest fabrics in my bedroom, and I can spend hours trying them on and admiring myself in them in front of the mirror. I don’t have nearly enough time for that, though, as I’m always busy adding to my collection.

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Part of what I find erotic is the pursuit of the feeling you got in your belly those very first times you were sexually turned on. What was turning you on and how intense and erotic it was as your hands were shaking and you were all nervous and aroused. Probably similar to d**g addicts always trying to get that first buzz feeling. For me it was, and always has been, pantyhose. Not stockings and that, but nude or suntan pantyhose. Probably a symptom of growing up in the 70's. I don't even...

2 years ago
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A School Girl Fetish

A School Girl Fetish By Kachakali Read this and other stuff on my hobby site http://nevermoreuniversity.blogspot.mx/ I have a schoolgirl fetish. I'm not afraid to admit it. I love their long hair and girly uniforms. I was very jealous of my sister. She got to go to a private school and I just went to public school. I would have loved to see all those cute girls in their uniforms. For me, it went from lusting over them to actually wanting to try on their clothes. But I can't...

3 years ago
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How I got my cum fetish

So guys always ask me about my cum fetish, why I love cum so much. When I first started being sexual, cum sort of grossed me out. It wasn’t until I graduated high school, started dancing and explored my sexuality more to learn what I really loved. It started when I met a black man named Deshaun at the club, I remember the night we met like it was yesterday. I just turned 18 a few months ago, I remember because that’s when I went through my fishnet phase. I was up on second stage in a black...

4 years ago
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My first fetish

I don’t know exactly when this strange fetish of mine began but it’s been a haunting of mine ever since. It’s more then just a sneaker fetish. I have had the urge to be with a woman who would wear my sneakers. I haven’t found any info on the web about this so I must be unique. So here’s the my story of my first time ever with a woman and the end of that darn fetish. When I was in my early teens I saw my best friend’s older sister wearing his...

1 year ago
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A business woman becomes obsessed with dirty sex and goes out on a limb for her fetish

I know that this story is going to sound really strange to you but I couldn’t help myself. From the very beginning I was lost to the sensations that controlled my actions. It all began one day when I was on the road as a sales rep for my company up in the Seattle area. I have to pay my own expenses so I’ve learned to trade quality for price. Even though most women won’t stay at cheap hotels because of the safety issue I do because I need to save money. Anyway, I stayed at a...

3 years ago
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My smell fetish

Hi everyone! My name is Juliana, I'm eighteen, bissexual and decided to share with you something that happened to me when I was sixteen! I haven't changed much since that time, I'm shorty, white, thin, brown hair (like to make ponytail). I don't have big boobs, but I kinda like my ass. Sorry about my english, I know it's not perfect. I've always been very interested in the smell of things and sex wasn't different. A few years ago I found out that I liked my own smell. I used to smell my panties...

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4 years ago
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Marys Furtive Fetish

Mary was feeling a little worried. She was due to go to college in a couple weeks, which meant she had to move into the dorms. "Can't I still commute from home?" Mary asked her parents."Oh no!" They said, "You wouldn't be getting the full college experience." They explained. "Well," Mary tried, "Can I at least have a single dorm? How will I have any privacy if I share room with someone?""That's more expensive," They said, "And unnecessary, you'll make more friends and socialize more if you...

4 years ago
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Michelles Fetish

This is a pee fetish story so if you're not into that you probably won't like this. If you do however I hope you enjoy my first attempt at writing!My name is Michelle I'm 19 and just started college. I'm not exactly sure how to start my story. I could start with the experience that made me into what I am today but I figure that can wait for now. Maybe it'd be better to give you an idea of what I look like.So lets start with the basics. I'm short... very short. Its the first thing people notice...

2 years ago
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BLACK COCK WIFE SEDUCTION FETISH

Ok so I've got this little fetish burning inside me. My wife is a sexy cute BBW. She wears thick rimmed stylish glasses and resembles the "sexy liabrarian" type. She's about 5'7" long brunette hair flowing to about the middle of her back. She's thick in the thighs and ass with 38D breasts. She is sexually verbal. Honestly she could qualify as a screamer in the right situation. She's not a dead fuck by any means she really works her hips and ass with the motion. She has a freaky side that she...

4 years ago
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my gf first time feet fetish

She discovers my foot feish with her sexy red painI'm dating this gorgeous 21 yr old, we'll call her Sarah, who has really indulged my foot fetish. Particularly, she loves it when I cum on her feet after fucking. I thought I would Commit to writing the story of how she discovered my fetish and how well it turned out for me.It was just a few weeks from when we began dating. We had been out drinking and dancing and came back to my place, late at 2am. As we were through the front door we were...

2 years ago
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Vampire fetish

Vampire fetish is huge for me too. That scene in the cave for the lost boys has to be one of the most passionate and sensual scenes in vampire movie history. Went to the peir in Santa Cruz where the lost boys was filmed. I was with a Dom type. I didn't eat before we went and It scared him. I didn't want to throw up on the rides. We had matching lost boys shirts like a couple of nerds. Rode the loof carousel with him. We sat on the bench seat. He bit me hard. Left a big hickey. I made a...

2 years ago
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The Nail Fetish

The Nail Fetish by Alicia It's kind of hard to believe what has happened to me. It's even harder to try to organize it into this story. But I'm going to try. I think it all starts with my fetish. I mean, many people have fetishes. There are rubber fetishes, feet fetishes, many types. I have a fingernail fetish. In my mind, there is nothing more erotic than beautiful hands with long, perfectly painted nails dancing on a computer keyboard or a piano or tapping on the...

4 years ago
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The Foot Goddess ballbusting foot fetish

Ballbusting/Foot Fetish/FemdomThis is a Foot fetish, ballbusting, femdom story, if you don't like these stuffs it's better to stop readingPart 1Taliya was a grown woman of 40 years old. She was white skinned and black haired. Feared by all her city, knowing to be a ballbusting assassin. She would take contracts ONLY from women to castrate men or kill them, and even when killing them she makes sure to bust their nuts first.But Taliya had a specialty, she didn't use any weapon or gadget to bust...

1 year ago
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Define Fetish

If you ever wondered how a real fetish-driven website should look like, just explore DefineFetish. This place is dedicated to all kinds of dirty acts, from hardcore tortures pleasures to some softcore BDSM. It all depends on the video you choose to view, as I am quite sure you will find whatever the fuck you are looking for on definefetish.com.Hardcore fetish site.The first thing you obviously need to know is that definefetish.com is a hardcore fetish site, and you should probably not visit...

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4 years ago
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Michelles Fetish

My name is Michelle I'm 19 and just started college. I'm not exactly sure how to start my story. I could start with the experience that made me into what I am today but I figure that can wait for now. Maybe it'd be better to give you an idea of what I look like. So lets start with the basics. I'm short... very short. Its the first thing people notice about me when I walk into a room. A few weeks ago I was walking by a group of sixth graders that were out on a field trip and as I went...

2 years ago
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Foot fetish

Introduction: Just a little something you can beat off to, if you happen to have a foot fetish. This isnt exactly a story. Its something i wrote for my boyfriend who happens to have a foot fetish and he came quite a lot to it. So if you happen to have a foot fetish, enjoy! Imagine this. Were hanging out in your room, sitting on your bed, you offer to give me a foot massage and i accept it, i take off my socks, now both my feet are out, they have a really nice tan, and my shiney hot bright...

2 years ago
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A Slave To My Fetish

It had been a long day and the thought of a nice cold drink before dinner was rather appealing. The unusually hot weather had brought out the crowds on Ocean Boulevard, most of them, no doubt, heading for an early evening stroll along the beach. I decided to stop in at the Grill to sit outside and watch the world go by. Well, mostly to watch the many scantily-clad young women go by or as they stopped at the light, waiting to cross over Ocean on their way to the shimmering sands below....

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3 years ago
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Strange Fetish

I suppose my fetish with underwear and fun with crossdressers really started when l was in my teens, l had a friend Jay who liked dressing in his mothers underwear and we would role play which always involved us on the bed with him in knickers and bra stuffed with socks and me on top, my cock would be up one of the knicker legs so our cocks were sandwiched between us, l would be sliding myself up and down as if l was fucking him, when we climaxed the spunk l shot was a mear teaspoon compared to...

3 years ago
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Nylon Foot Fetish

Tina/Suzy painted there pedicure nails in Red which I loved. As they both wore a pair of sheer 15 dernier stockings there feet were accentuated by there high heeled mules. I adore shoes like this particularly when they walked, the sole flicking her heel, making the quiet swishing sound I heard so often at work. Just the sound was enough to give me an erection but added to the glimpse of her soles they gave or even better when she dangled them from her toes then flicked them back up to slap her...

1 year ago
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The beginning of my pee fetish

Before I knew I wasn't alone in the world with the pee fetish, Here's one of the episodes I had.It was summer time, a bunch of guys and girls from my high school planned a party out in strip pits. We all brought alcohol and plenty of it. As we gathered around a fire, and drank and talked, I found myself watching everyone and trying to figure out it thier bladders were also full. I was also watching to see people sneeking off to relieve themselves. After a while, I got lucky, I saw one of my guy...

3 years ago
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Me The Landlord And His Ass Fetish

I have been reading ISS for quite some time and would like to share my life experiences with this community. I would like to share the sensuality of my experience initially to help the readers understand the course of events leading to the sexuality in my life. I am Karthik, 32years old now. This happened about 10 years ago. Back then I was fresh out of college and got a job in Chennai in a reputed MNC. Initially, I stayed in a PG. But PG life did not suit me well as I have always been...

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1 year ago
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Foot Fetish

Here we go again. I'm hoping that this one will make you all happy. It's the best I could do. If it doesn't work for you I'm sorry. I hope that you enjoy...hell I hope that you can READ it to begin with. But anyway I hope that you are going to enjoy it and if you find anything similar to this or you get the urge to write ANYTHING like this then send it my way PLEASE!!! But anyway I hope that you enjoy it and e-mail me back with any comments, questions, or suggestions. Thank you and...

3 years ago
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My Fetish

My Fetish I am kneeling here all in black lingerie, a bra, panties, garterbelt stockings, heels, short skirt, sheer blouse, with a long wig, makeup, hoop earrings, jewelry, hands cuffed behind my back and with a big hard dick stuffed into my mouth causing me to gag. My ears are being held to shove it in and out, all the while being laughed at and called a cock sucking whore. This Probably unusual, but even more so in the fact that I am a man, or use to think I was! This all...

2 years ago
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Making A Living Smoking Fetish

Val felt it approaching. Sitting at his computer, next to his sleeping wife, Val's body was firming for the pending eruption. On the screen before him was the most beautiful ebony female – sucking a white cock while halfway through a Newport. He’d paused the video at the part where she’d managed to get her amazing glossed lips over the cork of her cigarette and the tip of the guy’s cock at the same time.The Nubian beauty made a tight seal around both, and was in the middle of the strongest part...

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2 years ago
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How a kind lady helped my nylon and foot fetish

I thought I would share something that happened to me when I was 16, that has stayed in my memory for years. We lived in the north of England when I was growing up. And although not rich we had a cleaning lady who came during the week, she looked after me during the school holidays while my mum and dad were at work. I thought things might change as I got older, but they didn't trust me to be in on my own all day, probably get into trouble or something. I was an only child, and I've always...

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2 years ago
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Erotic Essay 2 Find Favourite Feature Fetish

EROTIC ESSAY 2: FOR FINDING FAVOURITE FEATURES & FETISHES OF READERS' CHOICESI FIND FINDING by SEARCH, Even I try find back certain Story, I Wrote Myself, NOT EASY Here.I FOUND FINDING a Single STORY, rare only one, with Unusual Feet FETISH Particularly HARD.I only remember HER NAME But Not Sure if I Use In that Story Lost From my Sight. She Tried. I APPLY ALL TRICKS & TIPS I know. She 'Dresses': 'Short Sexy Skirt' 'Net Nylons' 'High Heels'.I TAKE An HOUR @ Each SERIOUS SEARCH. TOOK ME...

2 years ago
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The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 8 Impaled by the Minotaur

Book Eight: Labyrinth of Love Chapter Eight: Impaled by the Minotaur By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Acolyte Sophia – The Labyrinth, the Island of Yalut The words of the Minotaur echoed down the hallway out of the darkness of the large room before us. The source of the foul stench pervading the Labyrinth flowed with it. In the glow of my pink, ethereal light bobbing beside me, I spotted a skeletal arm stretched out of the large room,...

1 year ago
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Mysterious Hypnotic Spiral Hypnotizes Mom

Susanne Butler was settling in for the night in her house, she was Caucasian, she was 62-years-old, she was 5'8, shoulder length long blonde hair, blue eyes, she was wearing underwear, a long satin silk nightgown, she was also a loving divorcee mother to her 18-year-old teenage Daughter named Katherine, she's also Caucasian, she's 5'7, brunette hair, hazel eyes, her 16-year-old son named Peter, he was also Caucasian, he was 5'9, brown hair, brown eyes, her 3-year-old Toddler son named Mark, and...

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3 years ago
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Bettys Secret Fetish

I guess this is what you would call a “Confession” of sorts. Not that I am a Roman Catholic or anything like that. I am a good Church of England girl and I was brought up real strict by my mum who constantly reminded me every school day to wear clean knickers in case I got hit by a truck on the way to school.Knickers!Whenever I start to think about knickers or even bras my mind just goes right into the gutter and all I can imagine is being forced to take them off by nasty men who want to get...

Bisexual
2 years ago
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Bettys Secret Fetish

I guess this is what you would call a “Confession” of sorts. Not that I am a Roman Catholic or anything like that. I am a good Church of England girl and I was brought up real strict by my mum who constantly reminded me every school day to wear clean knickers in case I got hit by a truck on the way to school.Knickers!Whenever I start to think about knickers or even bras my mind just goes right into the gutter and all I can imagine is being forced to take them off by nasty men who want to get...

Bisexual
3 years ago
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Cirque de fetish

“Step right up! Step right up and experience the greatest show on earth. Go though the maze of mirrors or visit our special barn. Experience the worlds greatest hypnotist or meet the incredible Mistress Selena. Help wanted as well. All this and 10 times more at Cirque de Fetish! It is even free of charge 3 nights only!” The barker is yelling out over the crowd as you approach the front gate with all the other people. You can feel the excitement, anticipation and smell the sex wafting though the...

Fetish
4 years ago
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Primal Fetish

The bedroom was quiet and dark, as both Mark and his girlfriend lay perfectly still. Sleep had come easy to both of them, as they had just had sex the night before, their bodies still intertwined from the heated passion. Suddenly, the silence was broken by the pinging of an alarm. Morning had come, and with it, the responsibilities of the day. Mark slapped the machine with a groan, as his girlfriend started to somberly remove herself from his body. Yawning and lifting himself from the...

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4 years ago
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Dirty Little Fetish

The last push of hot air of the day lingers in my bedroom, with the light of the sun departing into the west, streaks of light cascade over my bed. It gives the room a softly romantic feel in the most natural of ways. Right now, the only things I can hear are my own breathing and the soft wooshing of the rotating ceiling fan.We planned for this last night, so I've had time to get things ready. I've thrown off my comforter and top sheet, leaving just the pillows so nothing gets in the way. Now...

Voyeur
1 year ago
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Choose a fetish

Billy was all was a kinky boy. He wanted to discover all his kinks and explore it all by the time he turned 21. He had been planning this sense he was 14. He knew that he couldn't find a regular girl to do this thing. He was into some nasty stuff, he like being piss on and use as a toilet; also sometime he could be submissive. He like getting breast milk, and doing fat girl, smother, etc. A lot of these things he had even tried or attempted. No he had to find the right woman to do it. That is...

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3 years ago
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My foot fetish

My name is Cameron, and I'm twenty. I have a twenty-two year old girlfriend who really seems to be into me. Her name is Claire, and I could see asking her to marry me sometime soon. Anyway, we've been seeing each other for a few years now, and we've been having sex for about two years. We waited a little while to really get comfortable with each other, before we had sex. Over that time, I had grown really fond of her feet. When we would cuddle together, I'd reach over, and grab her feet. They...

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4 years ago
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Becoming Julie Part 3 mast smoking fetish

Becoming Julie, part 3 – The Later Teen YearsSo now instead of living with Mom as a latchkey k**, I was living with Dad as a latchkey k**. Mom had not started dating after the divorce since I was living with her, but Dad had.Dad had moved into an apartment complex where most of the tenants were younger then he was, and many were single. He had made many platonic friends, being a nice and affable guy. There was a playground area with a big hill on one side. Many of the 20-somethings and...

3 years ago
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Breast Fetish

So I work with this VERY busty girl at my workplace. I believe she told me once she was a jj cup or something. Anyway We flirt all the time.(I LOVE big breasts) She is blonde and has green eyes. She is a little chubby and cute. Not fat but thick. I guess she is a little bit below a bbw but getting there. Anyway, we flirt a lot and she likes me. So on Friday I finally asked her to go out for a drink at the local bar. We had a couple of drinks and watched the game. Flirted some more like we...

2 years ago
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Mistress Bs House of Fetish

I'm pretty sure it was early on in the semester when Mistress B thought it was a good idea for us to try some chastity. She had bought a device for me to wear and one Monday morning before we went back to school, she decided to put it on me. She would wake up a good 2 hours before me Monday mornings, as I recall being woken up and her asking me if I was ready. Before I knew it, the device was firmly attached to me and she put the keys around her neck on a necklace. It would be 5 long days...

3 years ago
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Kinky Bottom With Neck Fetish

I was in Mumbai that time. 26 years old. Slim rather skinny figure. I used to think I am straight but I always liked when any boy or man kept their hands on my throat. I was skinny and short.A lot of boys in college and some colleagues used to grab me by the throat. They might have done as fun but I loved being strangled and their warmth on my throat very much. Anyway finding somebody to tell this fetish of mine was always impossible. Hence when I was in Mumbai for a job as a bachelor, I used...

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3 years ago
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my panty fetish

I guess my panty fetish started back in high school but that a whole other story. Over the past few years i have posted adds on a certain website (cl) that i was looking for sexy panties. Replies were always hit or miss but sometimes a real girl would respond back. In one add i put how i'd luv to go through a panty draw and pick a pair to stroke my cock on. A girl (Amy) answered but said she would only meet me in public and give me her panties. To my surprise she showed up and i walked up to...

4 years ago
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Awakeing of a nylon fetish

This is not just a story, its more a recollection of the first memories of my nylon fetish. Where does a fetish come from anyway? Maybe thats an area we shouldnt touch now, thats something for the wise men and doctors.When and where did it all start? I was 9 years old and home alone for some reason i dont recall. Ive must have been really bored ´cause i was on a imaginary treasure hunt, i was always a little boy with loads of imagination but this turned out to be a really really good treasure...

1 year ago
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Foot Fetish

The gift card was in an invitation that was as interesting as the establishment I was about to enter. “Happy Birthday, Peggy Anne. We are about to make your fantasy come true. Come prepared for a great pedicure and perhaps a little bit more.” The building was a charming southern cottage with magnolias and old oak trees. The Spanish moss hung like lace from the branches. There was just enough for atmosphere but not enough to make it spooky. There were rocking chairs on the wrap around porch....

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3 years ago
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My Wifes Fetish

My Wife's Fetish. Copyright YEOWCH. ***************** "Well?!" Well what ?" "Well, are you going to or not ?" "Going to what ?" "Stop being so bloody daft Ian, you know what I mean !!" "I do?" "You sod, you're doing this on purpose aren't you. Just to get me bloody riled." "Do what?" "IAN !!" * Confused ? Let me explain.... My wife Mandy has a fetish. Spanking. Come to think of it, you'd better add slippering, belting and caning to that as well. Now don't ask me where it comes from...

2 years ago
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Forced Fetish

Forced fetish Forced Fetish That Special Night He had it all prepared before. Tonight he would fuck his girlfriend as neverbefore. She wore the sexy undergarment with the stockings that made her long legseven longer. In addition he had her wear the high heels they bought together,and now for the final touch. She was nervous when he blindfolded her, and extremely aroused. She couldsense he was up to something and she was all for it. She smiled wickedly whenhe led her away from the bedroom...

2 years ago
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Just for FunChapter 2 Just a Fetish

Emily and I had fought before, but never like this. We were both lawyers, not that it helped. Some people have this idea that lawyers always argue like they’re in court, presenting evidence and rationally posing objections. When Emily and I fight, we get mean. I recognize it in myself - I’ll snipe at her, never letting her finish a point. In turn, she’ll change the subject ... typically onto some slight I’d performed in the last few days. I’ll get mad at her for changing the topic, she’ll...

1 year ago
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Indian MILF Fucks Shoe Salesman with Foot Fetish

This story is based on Savita Bhabhi comics which you can read in Savita Bhabhi was having a meal with her friend Annie. The women were laughing and having a good time. Annie dropped her handkerchief, and a waiter grabbed it for her. Before he stood back up, his eyes fell on Annie’s shoes and froze. Waiter: Ma’am, are those the latest Louis Vuitton? Annie: Yes, it is. Good guess. Waiter: It was no guess, madam. You could say women’s shoes are my passion. Thank you, miss. You have made my...

2 years ago
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The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Labyrinth of LoveChapter 8 Impaled by the Minotaur

Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Acolyte Sophia – The Labyrinth, the Island of Yalut The words of the Minotaur echoed down the hallway out of the darkness of the large room before us. The source of the foul stench pervading the Labyrinth flowed with it. In the glow of my pink, ethereal light bobbing beside me, I spotted a skeletal arm stretched out of the large room, fingers twisted in agony, one of the beast’s victims. My heart hammered fast. We were at the heart of the...

2 years ago
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The Minotaur

The MinotaurI polished the story a bit and finally finished it. This was written as a present to a very special (in a good way) girl here on xhamster. You know who you are. Enjoy ;-)Setting: Warhammer Fantasy, Dark Elf Kingdom of Naggaroth...Part 1: The AmbushThe coach was rumbling along the road going from the city of Ghrond, the northern seat of Morathi's cabal of Sorceresses, to one of the Witch King's Watchtowers in the far north, guarding the Dark Elf kingdom of Naggaroth from incursions...

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